Controversies and protests against the excesses spent for holding the World Cup in 2014 did not shake the faith of the Brazilian in soccer equality between classes. When there is a ball, there is no age, gender, social status or land that crashes whatever has born at those legs. The obvious inequalities between rich and poor fade with an emotional cry of goal. Even away from the stage and the spotlight, here the score grows with the purity of the game that we can see daily in fields of mud, slums, dilapidated buildings, on the beach overlooking by the Christ the Redeemer. It is the faith in the division of cleats, in the mended balls that continues to fill world's imaginary with the visceral relationship between the Brazilian and soccer. In the name of the father, the son and the spirit of football. Amen.